“…… In short, after this time, Voldemort and the Death Eaters have all been subdued, but at the same time, there are still some hidden dangers. ”

After listening to Scott's account, the members of the "Tower of Babel" in the conference room fell silent for a while.

"Harry......"

Angelina frowned, clearly worried about Harry's current situation.

"Trust him." Fred laughed and said, "He's a 'boy who never dies.'" ”

"Professor Dumbledore will be able to fix this." Arya had a lot of faith in the old headmaster.

Angelina nodded at first, then suddenly collapsed again.

"It's over......," she said, holding her head in her hands, and let out a bitter wail, "Quidditch this year!" ”

“……”

Everyone else looked at her a little speechlessly.

George said in an exaggerated tone, "Oh, Angelina, I know you've inherited Wood's captaincy, but please don't inherit his madness. ”

Angelina ignored him, instead looking at Scott with burning eyes, "Tell me, can Harry play after that?" ”

"This ......"

Scott didn't dare pack the ticket.

"You'd better ask him himself."

Tuk, tuk.

Roger suddenly knocked on the table, "Hey, this is the first official meeting of the 'Tower of Babel' organization, not the pre-battle meeting of the Gryffindor Quidditch team!" ”

"That's right." Eddie chimed in, "Let's get down to business." ”

He coughed lightly, attracting everyone's attention.

"I'll start with my opinion, what we need to do now is slowly scale up the organization,"

As he spoke, he took out a notebook and flipped through a few pages.

"I think we can start with the following points."

"The first is the expansion of the organization's membership."

"Each of us can test our friends around us with words to see if we are looking for like-minded partners."

"If the other party is suitable, we can bring in our organization."

"Secondly, there is the expansion of the organization's influence."

"The only way I can think of is to use Scott's influence and start subtly spreading the word about our ideas."

"After last year's Triwizard Tournament, Scott has initially gained some influence in the wizarding world, but it's not enough."

"This is a great opportunity."

"Since Minister Bones has promised to help Scott apply for the Order of the First Class of the Order of the Lord Merlin, Scott's credit will not be omitted from the official publicity of this victory."

Fred laughed and said, "Oh, after these credits are announced, Scott's admirers will definitely become even more." ”

"That's right." Eddie looked at Scott, "There will definitely be a reporter visiting you then, and you can take the opportunity to reveal some of our organization's thoughts." ”

Roger reminded, "Of course, be tactful, not explicit. ”

"I see." Skod's head.

"As for the rest of the propaganda tasks, leave it to me."

Eddie closes his notebook.

"I'm a professional in this area, and I have a pen name that can type articles in the Daily Prophet."

"Of course, it's best to leave it to you." Scott couldn't agree more.

"I can help too." "We can also publish in my dad's 'Contrarian Tunes,'" Luna said. ”

Scott asked her curiously, "Will Mr. Lovegood be interested in our ideas?" ”

"Oh, I think so." Luna blinked, "He likes everything new and interesting. ”

Scott asked, "Haven't you talked to him yet?" ”

Luna shook her head, "No, I thought it needed to be kept secret." ”

"Then you can talk to him." "There is no need to keep it a secret from the family," Scott said. ”

"Oh, I'll write to my dad." Luna smiled happily.

Scott smiled as well, then looked at the others.

"Everyone can say what they think."

"I ......," Milton said, "I think the addition of new members still needs to be vetted." ”

Roger said, "Then let the members except the sponsor vote by a show of hands, and only wizards who have a majority of 'yes votes' will be allowed to join our organization." ”

Milton nodded in agreement, "That's fine." ”

"But only initially." "Our goals are ambitious, and Tower of Babel can't always be a small organization," Scott said. ”

Fred said, "Let's talk about it later, it's good now." ”

"Yes." Scott laughed, "We'll get it better step by step." ”

At this point, Helena spoke.

"I'll go talk to other ghosts about it, and maybe some ghosts will be interested in our goals."

Scott said to her, "Then I'm going to trouble you." ”

If there were other ghosts willing to join, he wouldn't refuse.

Although ghosts are very restrictive, they can also do many things that living people can't.

For example, they can come and go anywhere without terrain, and even Hogwarts' protective magic can't stop ghosts from visiting.

They are uniquely positioned to deliver information and obtain intelligence.

"There are more ghosts in the wizarding world than you think." "This is because some ghosts don't like to see living people. ”

"Oh, won't they be lonely?" George asked curiously.

Helena smiled, "There are often various gatherings among the ghosts. ”

"Cool!"

Fred and George commented in unison.

"Anything else to say?" Scott asked.

Everyone shook their heads.

"Then dismiss the meeting." Scott announced.

Seeing that everyone stood up, Scott reminded again, "Harry, please pretend not to know, and it's best not to show anything in front of him." ”

"Oh......" said Angelina, distressedly, "it's a little hard. ”

Fred took her hand, "Just treat him as usual, he must have been under a lot of pressure." ”

"Don't worry, at least he'll be happy at the Quidditch pitch." George also took Arya's hand.

Angelina agreed, "That's true. ”

Arya also said: "The happiest Harry I've ever seen is on the pitch. ”

"Especially when Gryffindor wins."

The two girls smiled tacitly, shook off their respective boyfriends' hands, and walked towards the door hand in arm.

Roger grinned and said, "You two can walk hand in hand, too." ”

"Oh, go find your Caccini, Roger."

"I heard that Krum is still writing to Caccini."

The twins pulled out Voldemort's mask and put it on, gave Roger two funny Dark Lord grimaces, and walked away with their shoulders hooked.

Leaving the Requirement Room, Scott and his roommates returned to their dorm room.

Before going to the shower, Scott looked at the ring on his left index finger.

He had never confirmed Ymir's status.

At that time, he asked Ymir to fend off Voldemort, and then directly closed the spatial passage of the secret realm of "Niforheim".

While Ymir was able to return to the other dimension on his own, Squat wasn't sure if Voldemort had caused any damage to it.

Tomorrow I'll go to the Forbidden Forest and summon Ymir out to take a look.

With that in mind, Scott went to take a shower and then lay down in his pajamas.

The roommates thought he was tired, so they didn't bother him.

But Scott wasn't in a hurry to sleep.

He wanted to see if he could see Merlin again in his dreams.

If you can meet Merlin, you might be able to solve Harry's problems.

Otherwise, this kind of feeling that something has been done but has left a small tail and can't solve it......

It's like the last question in the exam.

It's like running 99 meters in 100 meters, and the last meter of the track collapses.

It's unbearable.

Anyway, Scott whispered like a wand for a while before going to bed.

Of course, in order to prevent his roommates from thinking he was crazy, he lowered the bed curtain and cast a soundproofing spell.

Eventually, he met Merlin in a dream.

Is it so spiritual?

Still in the boundless sea of flowers, Scott looked at Merlin floating in the air with some surprise as a handsome young man with white hair.

"Don't you want to see me?"

Merlin squinted at Scott.

"I'm surprised by something now."

"I'm sorry." Scott said, "I didn't expect ......"

He really didn't expect Merlin to appear so easily like a summoned beast.

Merlin narrowed his eyes and smiled like a fox, "Oh, kid, are you thinking of any faux pas?" ”

"I'm sorry."

Scott bowed his head and apologized crisply.

Merlin was still smiling, "I thought you would quibble?" ”

Hehe, what's the point of lying and quibbling in front of Merlin?

Scott thought of a single.

He even doubted that in this dream world, all his thoughts were transparent to Merlin's eyes.

"It's not that powerful." Merlin waved his hand, "Just aware of some of your emotions." ”

This can be regarded as self-exposure.

Scott thought again.

If I don't know what I'm thinking, how can I answer so accurately and in a timely manner?

Merlin picked up his inner complaint again.

"It's easy to just infer your thoughts based on your emotions and expressions."

It's not simple......

Scott stopped his inner complaint.

He hastened to get down to business, "You must know why I want to see you. ”

"Yes, I know."

Merlin clasped his hands and looked at him condescendingly.

"You want to help the boy who was made into a Horcrux?"

Skoth nodded, "If you can." ”

"Hmmm......"

Suspended in the air, Merlin moved, floating around Scott, as if observing him.

Eventually, he floated in front of Scott and stopped.

"You don't look like such a zealous person."

"I just want this to have a definite ending as soon as possible." Scott told the truth, "Harry is not easy. ”

"Yes, that's a poor child." Merlin nodded in agreement, "I've been going through ups and downs since I was born shortly after. ”

Although he spoke sympathetic words, the constant smile on his face made it impossible for Scott to discern his true emotions.

"Do you have a solution to this?" Scott asked again.

"Let me think about ......"

Merlin propped his chin on his hand, seemed to really think for a moment, and then nodded.

"Yes."

Scott asked, "So how?" ”

Merlin tilted his head, "I can help, but why should I?" ”

"This ......" Scott was speechless.

"That boy was something special, but not special enough for me."

Merlin said in a playful tone.

"And it's like a book, I opened it and wanted to see the end of it without any interruption."

"I'm interested in whether the outcome of the story will turn out to be a tragedy or a comedy."

“……”

Scott remained speechless.

All the wizards of England, do you know that Merlin, whom you often talk about, is such a bad person?

"What are you thinking about about rudeness again?"

Merlin said, and the long staff in his hand tapped Scott's head without warning.

"I'm sorry."

Once again, Scott decisively apologized.

"It's okay."

Merlin was still smiling, not caring about it.

He asked, "Do you really want to help Harry?" Potter? ”

"Yes." Scott nodded, "But only without harming himself." ”

"I appreciate your honesty at the moment."

Merlin waved the long staff in his hand, which looked like an ornament.

"Just as a reward for you......"

The fragrance of the flowers was refreshing, and countless petals gathered together with the movement of his staff, flying up and down, forming an illusory spatial passage.

"Let's go."

Merlin flew towards the spatial passage.

"This is the passage to that boy's dream."

Scott hesitated for two seconds, and followed Merlin into the illusory passage.

In a flash, Scott found himself sitting in the car of a high-speed train.

Looking at the familiar layout of the carriage, he was sure that the train in Harry's dream was based on the Hogwarts Express.

Scott, who was sitting in his seat, looked left and right, but did not see Merlin.

Scott screamed a few times, but received no response.

He got up and walked out of the compartment, finding himself in the last car of the train.

There was no one in the carriage except Scott.

Scott lifted his foot and walked to the carriage in front of him.

After several carriages in a row, he finally saw Harry in a carriage in the middle of the train.

At the same time, Harry, who was sitting alone in one of the compartments of this carriage, saw him.

"Scott?"

Harry's face was full of surprise.

"Why are you here?"

"What do you say?"

Scott walked over to Harry and sat down.

"Hogwarts, of course."

"Going to school? That's right, too. ”

Harry nodded, and then immediately realized something was wrong.

"That's not right! This is not the Hogwarts Express, here is ...... Here it is...... My dreams? ”

His eyes widened and he looked around in amazement.

"I've never experienced such a clear dream."

As he spoke, he reached out and touched the seat below him and the window next to him.

"Everything is realistic, including the touch and temperature."

"Shouldn't the most important thing be why I am?"

Scott made a joke.

"It's your dream."

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